asher castillo
he could hear the sound of footsteps near him though he didn’t look, simply thinking that it was someone walking by. the voice that sounded next to him was what made him look up though, and he recognised the blonde hair instantly. “hey,” his voice was a little gruff, though his lips tilted up a tiny bit in the corners. “not too bad, want to sit?” he asked, patting the sand next to him.
“yeah,” em gave him a little nod before shifting to sit down next to him. the blonde took a moment to pull her sandals off. setting them on the sand next to her. “what’s up?” emelia turned her attention back to her companion. she was used to seeing him at the beach. but usually, he was in the water, a board in hand. today he seemed kind of somber.


















